Something seemed to tug gently at Pamela's heart. The vines coiled around her fingertips slowly drooped, retracting every poisonous thorn, and the stubborn wariness in her eyes finally began to crumble.
She was silent for a long time, her throat shifting slightly. At last, she let out a soft sigh and slowly spoke, her voice strained with reluctant compromise. "...All right."
Batman's character, together with Selina's and Miaomiao's assurances and persuasion, finally convinced Pamela to relent.
"Bat, promise me!"
"I promise, in Batman's name, that this is solely to help Harley Quinn escape the Joker's Mind Control. We will never harm or confine her without cause." Batman's voice was low and solemn, without a trace of hesitation. This was a promise he rarely made. "You will be present and involved throughout. If we violate that promise in the slightest, you can stop everything we're doing at any time."
Nightwing quickly nodded in agreement, his tone earnest. "Pamela, we really just want to help Harley. She's your best friend. You want her to be all right more than anyone, don't you? The Joker has left too deep a mark on her. Only by working together can we pull her out of that mire for good."
Pamela looked down at Miaomiao, who sat quietly in her arms, gazing up at her with hopeful eyes, then glanced at Selina, who was watching her from Harley's side. At last, she sighed softly and tightened her hold on Miaomiao. "This had better go the way you say it will. If you dare lie to me...every flower and every blade of grass in Gotham will become your nightmare."
"Keep an eye on Harley for the next two days. Don't let her out of your sight." Batman took out a row of vials and tossed them to